Imposter Young Master
Chapter 774 - 777: Underestimating That Guy a Little_1

Chapter 774: Chapter 777: Underestimating That Guy a Little_1

At that moment, the man in sunglasses’ phone abruptly rang.

He glanced at the caller ID, telling the middle-aged woman, "Excuse me, I have to take this call. Continue without me."

Then he stepped out, phone in hand.

Once he was in a remote spot, the man in sunglasses answered the call.

"Yang Gang! You bastard, what have you done to my daughter?" Yang Lin’s furious voice sounded from the other end of the phone.

The man in sunglasses was indeed Yang Gang.

Visibly annoyed, Yang Gang responded, "Whoa, easy there, old man. What do you mean, ’what have I done to your daughter’? What’s happened to her?"

"Old man? You bastard. I’m your father!" yelled Yang Lin.

"Are you? I figured my real dad was long gone, otherwise why’s he not given a shit about me all these years?" Yang Gang retorted sarcastically.

Yang Lin was speechless. He composed himself and then asked, "How did Feifei end up in Xueji competing for the Princess title?"

"In Xueji..." Yang Gang paused, then said nonchalantly, "Xueji is a beautiful country. Only a narrow-minded businessman who’s never seen the world would look down on it."

Cough cough!

Yang Lin choked on his outrage.

"Besides, what’s so bad about being Xueji’s Princess? Sure, you won’t be rich and glamorous, but at least you’ll have enough to live comfortably..."

"Our family is rich enough to support our daughters. We don’t need them to disgrace themselves like poor girls, sacrificing their dignity and happiness to be a princess for some lowly country!" Yang Lin protested.

Yang Gang was genuinely agitated. He responded cooly, "Is that so? Sorry, I have other things to do." Then he hung up.

After hanging up on Yang Lin, Yang Gang immediately dialed Yang Feng.

The call went through after two rings.

"Boss, I’ve got some good news. Our Princess selection reality show is turning out to be a huge success. Yang Fei’s appearance has piqued the audience’s interest, and now our ratings are soaring. We estimate a massive influx of tourists to Xueji soon..."

"No matter how you do it, you must forcefully acquire Hangcheng’s Yang Group as soon as possible." Yang Gang cut Yang Feng off abruptly.

Yang Feng hesitated, "Acquire Hangcheng’s Yang Group? Why? Isn’t that your father’s..."

"Just do it without asking so many questions," Yang Gang responded gruffly, a tone he seldom used.

"Understood!" Yang Feng had no more questions, "I’ll arrange it immediately."

When Yang Gang eventually returned to the interview room, Yang Fei’s interview had already ended.

She trudged into the room where Zhang Miao was.

"Feifei, what’s wrong? You seem out of sorts." Zhang Miao approached and asked.

Despite the events being broadcast live, the Princess candidates couldn’t see the live feed and their phones were switched off, so they hadn’t caught Yang Fei’s shocking lesbian confession yet.

"Hehehe." All Yang Fei did was give a silly giggle.

Zhang Miao broke out in a cold sweat. What could have happened to make Feifei like this?

"Miss Yang Fei, how did the interview go?" Anqi came over and asked at that moment.

"Ah~" Yang Fei sighed, "It was a mess."

"That’s actually good." Anqi chuckled, "Honestly, my interview was a mess too. But that means we have a chance to be eliminated, which is exactly what we were aiming for, isn’t it?"

"Not necessarily." Zhang Miao suddenly said.

"Really? But I directly said that I like someone else and have no interest in the King during my interview. The female interviewer was so angry she almost jumped onto the table. There’s no way I’d make it to the next round, right?"

Then, the room’s PA system sounded again with the voice of Zhao Shanshan.

"Ahem, sorry for the wait everyone. Now, we will announce who will be advancing to the next round. Contestant number 3, number 36..."

"Huh? Miss Zhang Miao, are you..." Anqi, looking at Zhang Miao’s slightly protruding belly, wore a disbelieving expression.

Yang Fei was equally mind-blown, "Xueji’s New King... he’s got quite the unique taste."

Zhang Miao massaged her forehead, thinking to herself, "It’s definitely that guy! But when did that little rascal following me around become the ruler of a country?"

"Contestant number 99." the PA system continued.

Anqi was taken aback, momentarily too stunned to respond, "Wait, Feifei, did I hear that correctly?"

"You heard it right, that was your number, 99." Yang Fei replied.

"Wh...Why?" Anqi cried out in distress.

"Probably because Xueji’s New King is a peculiar guy." Yang Fei suggested.

Then the PA system chimed in again, "Finally, we have contestant number 38. Congratulations to the above 16 for advancing to the third round!"

"Contestant number 38..." Yang Fei blinked, pointing at herself, "Could that be me?"

"My condolences!" Anqi patted Yang Fei on the shoulder.

Zhang Miao chuckled, "Cheer up. Who knows, the New King of Xueji might turn out to be a good man."

The PA system sounded again, "All contestants with numbers just announced please follow the staff to Conference Room 5 for a briefing on the next round."

Only 16 candidates, including Yang Fei, Anqi and Zhang Miao had made it into the third round.

Most were excited with many already fantasizing about fabulous lives as a Princess.

But one woman remained expressionless.

She walked at the end of the group, keeping a constant two-meter distance from the others, whether intentionally or not.

"Among the contestants advancing to the third round, there’s one cool beauty who just seems detached." Anqi remarked.

Yang Fei caught a glimpse of the woman, "It seems the New King of Xueji is an omnivore with an eclectic taste - he likes all types of women."

Rolling her eyes, Zhang Miao corrected her, "All humans are omnivores."

Finishing, she also fixed her gaze on the aloof woman, "Feifei, Anqi, you two go ahead."

"Okay."

Without another word, Yang Fei and Anqi left.

Zhang Miao stood in place waiting for the woman.

But she stopped when about two meters away from Zhang Miao. "What is it?" she asked.

Zhang Miao considered her for a moment, then calmly said, "Your murderous intent is pretty obvious."

"Wh...What?" Her face drained of color, "I have no idea what you’re talking about!"

"You’re only participating in the selection process so you can assassinate Xueji’s New King, right?" Zhang Miao cut straight to the chase. "I would advise against it. You don’t have the natural talent to be an assassin, your cover is already blown."

"How is that possible?! I’ve been careful to conceal... quit trying to trick me!"

"Ah..." Zhang Miao let out a slight gasp as she collected her thoughts, then nonchalantly said, "You’ve greatly underestimated Xueji’s New King."

She softly muttered to herself, "I did as well. I thought of him as a little boy who needs protection, but he’s grown to be the ruler of a country."

"Are you saying that Xueji’s New King saw through me from the start and purposefully advanced me to the next round?" the aloof woman, clenching her fists, faltered, "What is he trying to do?!"

Zhang Miao glanced at her, hesitating a moment before asking, "May I ask you a question? Why do you hate Xueji’s New King so much?"